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letra de whirlwind flow - nikshoww

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(verse) –
i been k!llin’ beats like i’m a felon
you better pray to god and run around if you tellin’
i can’t have a snake be around me
45 hoes and they rebels like rowdy
not a single b-tch get to know me like a husband
i might hit it once and i’ll her like, 4 bands
don’t come back to me if was never gon support me
i been trying to focus on me
unapologetically give a f-ck a f-ck what you see
ain’t n0body seeing life how i see it through my eyes
i been heatin’ up like fresh-lit bonfire
f-ckin’ with the baddest, all my b-tches bе top 5
top 5, yeah that’s where i’ll bе eventually (hahaha)
you been sleepin’ on the ydc it’s 3 of us
i gotta make a way for my team and we all gon eat
f-ck a lil bae, i’m aloe in my two-seat
now i gotta talk my sh-t, lil b-tch
i been feelin’ like a god but i’m not from the 6
if i ever gave attention, lookin’ at my mentions, i wouldn’t put the hours in the stu’
i’d be fenced in
i don’t do apologies now mothaf-cka, i’m a demon to the world, say my flow is stellar
’cause i’m out of this world with the cadence, fragrance
bet you my d-ck smell as good as my pits
smile!
’cause i’m comin’ out fresh
yeah, i’m really think i’m paving out the way for success
yeah, i said f-ck a test, i’ma feel up on the breast
in the bed, made a mess and i think her name jess
you could not imagine all the words i possess
big guns in the trunk in a compact compress
takin’ you to school but we skippin’ over recess
mixin’ up targets, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a preset
weed so loud, i be gettin’ complaints
you be bitin’ on my moves like i’m throwin’ out feints
i be prayin’ up to god but i know i’m not a saint ’cause i f-ck a lot of hoes while i be off the drank
fitted on top, earrings in place
my drip checks out and i shaved my face
yeah, i’m trying to go big like past the states
we be eatin’ good food like pass the plate
said f-ck the critics, check my -n-lytics
you ain’t on sh-t, i wonder why you b-tchin’
your girlfriend is my pot to p-ss in
i can’t f-ck with white, i like foreign women
i get jiggy with it, i stay independent
i don’t like n0body, ain’t your co-defendant
now i’m ’boutta find my base
ain’t got no tattoos on my face, lemme talk to em’

next 5 years, i might cop a place
i might switch the versa for the foreign wraith and i might find a shorty
i might call her bae
i need a real b-tch not just for the day
took some time out but i’m spinnin’ back and i ain’t chasin’ nothing but the f-ckin’ sack
i’m trying to put my family in a cul de sac and this a lifestyle, this is not rap mothaf-ck-
(outro) –
oh sh-t
that sh-t was fun
alright, next song
let’s do this sh-t

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